Antidote Bear: Chapter 5 - Confrontation (673 hits)
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Submitted by CaptainThorns (View user info) at 2005-06-15 11:40:47 EDT
Prologue: http://www.ubersite.com/m/61656
Chapter 1 - The Awakening: http://www.ubersite.com/m/62341
Chapter 2 - Embarkment: http://www.ubersite.com/m/62566
Chapter 3 - Revelation: http://www.ubersite.com/m/63721
Chapter 4 - Descent: http://www.ubersite.com/m/67278
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Napoleon lowered himself down the bell tower ladder with an agility and speed that surprised Holly and Jessica. The wooden rungs creaked beneath their feet and threatened to buckle as the teenagers made their way down the dusty, dark shaft into the mansion below that had lain undisturbed for the past four centuries. A cold wind rose up the narrow opening and blew around them in a swirl of noise and dirt as they continued downward.
"I'm scared, Napoleon," Holly's voice echoed from above him. "Can we go home now?"
"Too late for that," he replied somberly. "We have to find warlock Trewyn and destroy him if we have any chance of making it home alive. There's no way off that roof without the dragons coming back, and Jeanneee said they weren't able to come back to get us before we complete our mission." Besides that, he thought, he was really enjoying the view of Holly's ass above him on the ladder. If push came to shove, maybe he could talk her into exchanging favors later. At least she wasn't nearly the slut that Jessica was with the high school jocks.
Jessica's voice brought Napoleon back to reality. "What's that noise? It sounds like music."
Napoleon tilted his head and continued climbing downward. "I think it's a cello. Wonder where it's coming from?"
"I don't know, but that's really weird," Holly said as they approached the bottom of the bell tower. The sound of the cello continued to increase and enveloped them in a mixture of slow, somber low notes and overtones, as if it was warning of an impending doom. As they stepped out of the bottom of the bell tower onto hardwood flooring, a faint ball of bluish-white light began to manifest itself three yards in front of them, the wind dying down simultaneously. The light grew in size and intensity quickly in conjunction with the cello music that seemed to emanate from its center.
His eyes adjusting from the dark to the new light source, Napoleon saw that they were in a large room containing a simple stone altar with an incense pot centered on top of it, which emanated gray smoke and the bitter smell of myrrh. Other religious artifacts were strewn around the room, including strange symbols and markings on the floor and walls. Looks like we're in a sanctuary of some sort, he thought.
Without warning, the ball of light suddenly elongated vertically and transmogrified into human form. "Greetings, travelers," the being spoke in a deep voice. "My name is Trewyn. Why have you entered my lair?" His gray eyes pierced theirs, white hair flowing around his shoulders and mixing with the glints of gold that shone from between the folds of his deep purple robe. A dark wooden staff knurled at the top was grasped in Trewyn's right hand, with remnants of the light's aura surrounding the staff.
"If you are the powerful warlock Trewyn, then you surely know why we are here," Napoleon replied. "Do you not?"
"Indeed I do," Trewyn answered. "At least, I know why YOU are here. It is time to destroy you and put an end to your lineage of wizardry."
"What do you mean?" Napoleon stated.
"Oh, come now," Trewyn sighed disgustedly. Anger grew in his eyes as he continued, "It was YOUR ancestors that sought to annex this island and property into Chenowith. It was YOUR ancestors that built this mansion and mill. And it was YOUR ancestors that I had to stop from following through with their development plans by cursing them."
"Wait a minute," Napoleon stuttered. "You mean, Jeanneee, Edmund, and Simeon are my relatives?"
"That is correct," the warlock replied in a hateful voice. "Curse them and the rest of their lineage for what they did to the area, milling about the village posing as common folk. A lucky stroke for you that they chose to procreate with the humans, otherwise you would have never been born."
His face flushing with fury, Napoleon argued, "Fine. Let's settle this between us. Just leave Holly and Jessica out of this. Let them go back to town."
"I'm afraid I can't do that," Trewyn said. "I need them for my rituals and sacrifice after I destroy you. Well...to state it correctly, I need them to perform certain acts with me for the appropriate ceremonial rituals before I sacrifice their bodies to Beniweil." Holly and Jessica looked at each other in horror, turned pale, and fainted, collapsing onto the floor.
Napoleon clenched his fists in rage, shouted, "Damn you, you evil...demon!" and began to shape shift into Antidote Bear as he charged at the seething Trewyn, with the intensity of the aura around the warlock's staff growing stronger by the moment.
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I came back just for you.
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Very entertaining read, just read through all of them and it's pretty fun. Keep going, good stuff.
Submitted by CaptainThorns (user info) at 2005-06-15 12:01:27 EDT (#)
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Based on my dreams, as always.
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Submitted by munkeypants (user info) at 2005-06-15 11:43:16 EDT (#)
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where the fuck did this idea come from?
antidote bear....